Warlock Apprentice

The tunnel appeared as a shattered space rift about two or three meters wide. The dark tunnel floated in mid-air without any support, while the space around it seemed stable enough.

Angor carefully looked inside without finding anything. It was like staring into an unlit train tunnel. However, he could sense the surging nightmare aura that was assaulting his face.

“The aura is still weak…” he murmured. He then pondered about it.

Probably because the tunnel was too far from the Nightmare Realm, most of the aura was lost in the void while it passed through the tunnel.

He reached out his spirit feelers around the seemingly stable tunnel, and he didn’t sense any danger near the entrance of it.

Using the feelers, he could see that the nightmare aura that was deeper inside was stronger than the ones outside. Only a small portion of it escaped into the wizarding world.

“So the other side of the tunnel is the Nightmare Realm…”

“A foreign breath…” The clown made a strange pose and caused the energy of the Nightmare Domain to shift. Sunders squinted and quickly suppressed the unwanted energy surge.

“He who tries to fool the moon-blessed Froggy shall be spat on by the moon itself!” the frog scoffed.

The fox harper remained silent. It always was.

While the wizard-level monsters managed to refrain from getting attracted by the Nightmare Domain, the rainbow dragonflies failed; they all began to absorb Nightmare Aura eagerly.

When the insects absorbed enough nightmare aura, Sunders detonated them and wiped the floor with bug juice.

“Close the tunnel!” Sunders moved to the mist tunnel and hurled several Nightmare Stones inside.

At Lady’s Juice, Angor also received the message and quickly displayed his own Nightmare Domain to fix the broken space.

They successfully started their work at the same time, although Sunders was having more problems on his end.

“Damn it, the fox is slippery. It won’t fight me!” Devildare yelled out while reflecting Froggy’s attacks. “It’s heading toward you!”

Sunders was still focused on the mist tunnel on top of the monster nest. He suddenly heard something moving behind his back.

“How fortunate of me to meet a live Nightmare Watcher. Harper Fox, at your service.”

Sunders didn’t look back. He already saw the fox showing up just behind him, flipping its flame-red tail while stroking that harp.

“Nightmare Watcher? Is that how you address people who own Nightmare Domains?”

Fox lifted its harp with a smile. “My queen cannot wait to descend upon this realm for any longer. Please do not bother her highness, Mister Watcher.”

Sunders asked another question before Fox could play its harp, “Is Shava a Nightmare Watcher too?”

It wasn’t easy to run across a monster who could communicate properly, so Sunders asked something he wanted to know most instead of “playing calm”.

Fox revealed a cold look. “The true name of her grace is not for you humble watcher to use!”

Following another harp note, several white strings rushed toward Sunders.

As the attack approached, Sunders sighed deeply and mumbled, “The day and night are divided by more than light and shadow. Heh. It’s been a long time.”

Under the surprised gaze of Fox, a dark shadow struggled to climb out of Sunders’ body. The shadow’s white-glove covered hand slowly brushed past the incoming white strings, when the strings all caught fire. Black fire.

When the flames died down, Fox looked at… Sunders, in the familiar black gentleman suit, who just broke the strings.

But there was… another Sunders, who was still fixing the tunnel.

A new Sunders just appeared out of Sunders’ body?

Fox looked more carefully and noticed that the “second” Sunders appeared younger and had darker skin. This one’s sclera was black instead of white, while his irises were of bright, blood-red color.

The second Sunders looked more handsome in a sense. Devilishly handsome.